Maya's POV
My phone won't stop buzzing.
Ethan finally turned it back on so Catherine could reach us. Big mistake. Now everyone can reach us.
Messages flood in. Hundreds of them. Thousands.
"Baby killer."
"You deserve to lose your child."
"Murderer."
"I hope you rot in prison."
I drop the phone. It clatters on the police station floor.
"Don't read those," Ethan says gently, picking it up. "They don't know the truth."
"But they believe Vanessa." My voice breaks. "Everyone believes her."
Catherine rushes back into the room. "The hearing is in one hour. We need to leave now."
"One hour?" I stand up too fast. The room spins. "I thought it was tomorrow!"
"The judge moved it up again. He wants this resolved immediately." Catherine grabs her briefcase. "With the media circus outside, he's worried about safety."
She's right about the media circus. When we leave the police station, reporters swarm us. Camera flashes blind me. Microphones shove in my face.
